All apologies for joker-letterboxes has been accepted. And do you notice how I get six times more expressive when I'm irritated and pissed, than when I'm happy and content? If I was pissed all the times, my writings would be over 200% longer... =P
I sense that I'm going to be irritable a lot from now on, though. I like the darkness and isolation of winter, but I hate the cold. Maybe it's the cold that kicks me down into depression every winter (peope speculated it was the darkness, but I've never found lack of light a problem) and in such case... what the hell to do? Move south as soon as I can? Meet you in Spain, dudes and dudettes.
On a completely different note... I never saw the movie where Littlefoot's mother dies. But I can feel the sorrow when you tell it. ^_-
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